This is a story that I wrote last minute for the Chipmunk Summer Art Contest over on the Forum. It won, but then again, it was the only entry in the Multi-Chapter category, lol. A wins a win though I say, so it's all good.

Personally, I don't like this story all that much, particularly the last part, but we'll get to that later.

"It's so hoooooot," Theodore sighed. He and his brothers lay beneath the tree in their backyard. They had thought of spending some time in their tree house, but decided that climbing up there would be too much work on such a hot and sticky day.

"Theodore, can't you get us some juice or something?" Alvin croaked from a few feet away.

"The cooler is in the tree house Alvin, if you want juice you can go get it," Simon told him. His glasses lay at his side, taken off for the moment because he was sweating so badly that he couldn't see out of them. The red capped Chipmunk lifted and arm, as if reaching out for the wooden ladder to the tree house. He gave a half-hearted grunt and let his hand flop back to the ground.

"It's too far…." He sighed, "How long have we been out here Simon?" he asked, turning his head to look at his brother. Simon lifted his arm and squinted at his watch.

"We've been out here for 11 minutes now. Dave should be done any time now," he replied, before letting his arm drop in the same way as Alvin had.

They had started the summer by recording enough songs for their next three albums, or so Dave had told them. He said he wanted to get the work out-of-the-way, so they could enjoy their summer. The boys had worked hard during the school year, and even Alvin had managed to bring home an A (in P.E., but it was an A nonetheless). Until a few days ago, the summer had been mild, and the boys had spent it playing in their tree house, riding their bikes to the beach, and playing at the park. Then the heat wave had struck, sending temperatures into the 100s, so they had stayed inside to play with their toys and video games, and reading. There should have been more than enough to keep three young Chipmunks entertained, but Alvin was restless from almost the first few minutes of being cooped up inside. He complained that he'd played with all his toys, he'd beaten all of his video games, and he didn't want to read. Dave managed to keep things from exploding for the first day, but the second day he found Alvin and Simon arguing and wrestling around the living room while Theodore cowered in the corner. He broke up the fight and went back to work in the other room, hoping that would be the last of it, and it was for that day. Today however had started off with a wrestling match between Alvin and Theodore when Alvin took the last pancake, a shouting match between Alvin and Simon over some missing shoes, and another shouting match between Theodore and Simon over missing candy. Dave had been in the middle of an important call with the record company execs when that argument broke out, and he put them on hold to deal with it. He'd set the phone down and leapt up the stairs to see what was going on.

"Where are they Simon?" Theodore shouted as he dug under his bed.

"How should I know? I don't even eat them!" the spectacled chipmunk shouted back from his bed. He'd been trying to read a book, but with Theodore tearing the room apart looking for his candy, he'd barely gotten a sentence read.

"You took them for one of your experiments, didn't you?" the little chipmunk screeched, glaring at his taller brother.

"Yes Theodore, you guessed it" Simon sighed, "I took your candy, without asking, to run an experiment that I'm not watching. Excellent work Sherlock," he slipped a finger into his book and shot a glare at his brother, "Theodore, if I were going to perform an experiment using your candy, I'd ask, and I'd be down in my lab working, not up here minding my own business and reading a book, wouldn't I?" Theodore opened his mouth to shout at Simon, but snapped it shut and thought for a second.

"I…I guess so," Theodore said, looking away from Simon's glare, "but I know I had them under my bed, so where…." He trailed off as Alvin entered the room, a small yellow box in his hand. He was crunching loudly on something and looking slightly smug.

"What's goin' on?" he asked, looking from Theodore to Simon. Theodore gasped and ran at his brother, but Dave snatched him up before another fight could break out.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy Theodore," Dave told him, trying to soothe the little chipmunk.

"He took my candy!" he shouted, struggling to get out of Dave's grasp.

"You weren't eating them, I didn't think you'd mind" Alvin said with a casual shrug. Simon glared at his older brother.

"Alvin, you should have asked!" he shouted, hopping down from his bed, "Theodore's been yelling at me because he thought I took it!" This set off a shouting match between all three of them, and Dave couldn't take it anymore.

"That does it!" he shouted, causing all three of the boys to go silent, "You've been cooped up in here for too long. I need 10 minutes of quiet to finish my call. I want you three to go outside and wait. When I'm done I'll come get you. Understood?" he asked them. The three of them quickly nodded and bolted from the room and out into the backyard, and that's how they'd ended up sprawled beneath the tree, trying not to pass out from the heat. Alvin was just about to ask Simon how long they'd been out there again when the back door opened.

"Boys, come inside, I want to tell you something!" Dave called to them. He didn't have to say it twice. Despite the heat (or because of it) the leapt to their feet and ran into the house quickly, letting out audible sighs of relief as they entered the air-conditioned home.

"Boys, I wanted to apologize for yelling at you earlier, but that was a very important call from the record company," he said, rubbing the back of his head, "they're ready to release the next album, and they want us to go out on a tour for the rest of the summer. We'll leave tomorrow morning and fly to New York to start the tour, and after that we'll be taking a bus around the country," the boys began to chatter excitedly at the thought of a tour when Dave shushed them, "Now, I want you to go upstairs and pack, and then," he grinned, "I want you to get your swim suits on, I'm gonna take you to Splashland to celebrate." The boys erupted in cheers and spent a few seconds running around and yelling in excitement before they bolted upstairs to get ready. Dave followed after them so he could get ready as well. He knew it wouldn't take them long to pack and get changed, and he didn't want them waiting and getting restless again.

Well, that's the end of part one. I hope you enjoyed it. Please don't forget to review, it's my bread and butter, plus its the only way I'll post parts two and three, lol.